There’d be a lot of storm chasing, of that I’m sure. Joey has already prematurely named a TT group chat with him and I in it, something Hawk, Ezra, and Ryker didn’t have any qualms about. I also knew from Joey’s rambling voice texts that I was valued by the team of men and that they were all rooting for T-Daddy and T-Mama to get together. Which, ew—I’m not being called that. But it was sweet nonetheless and made me feel welcome in a way that warmed my insides.
